Smoke Signals and other news
Rain, hail, sunshine all within twenty-four hours. Welcome to a taste of Spring.
Last week I drove to Water Valley to play with the three great grandsons ages six, three, and five months and try to give their mom a bit of a break. She was there the whole time but at least I could hold the baby and entertain the other two a bit. I hope I can do that occasionally. They are a lot of fun. The destruction left by the recent ice storm was hard to see. Trees that once reached for the sky lay scattered. Wall Doxey State Park still had the gates closed due to the damage.
My grand dog, Bentley, is the most laid back ninety-pound bernedoodle you would ever want to meet unless he thinks his “people” are in danger. He has one bad habit. He loves to eat anything he can get to and that’s a lot. He is so tall, getting things off the counter is no problem since he can just lay his head on the counter. He learned to open the automatic opening trash can so that feature was turned off. Still, he found a way to get into it. After an overnight trip the family came home to find him quite ill. He had a reliable sitter taking care of him. After a visit to the animal hospital, it was discovered that a few weeks previously he had eaten a corn cob that was lodged in his intestines requiring immediate surgery, development of pneumonia and a five-day hospital stay. He and Olivia both experienced separation anxiety. They went to see him every day. He would not eat for the vet, but would gobble up his food for them. Olivia cried every night. Finally, on Friday, the vet said he would be better off at home. I’m not sure who was happier. He is recovering well. Now, to find another place for the trash.
Tuesday, I started getting sick again. I fought through it with over the counter medicines and Vitamin C until Thursday. After a trip to the doctor, four prescriptions, and extra rest, I was feeling better. Saturday, I decided I was well enough to travel to the State Dizzy Dean Meeting as it is important for the upcoming season. That would have been OK if I had just come home, but I decided I was up to going to the grocery store. By the time I finished and got the few items in the house and let the dog out, I had to go to bed and basically stayed there till Sunday morning. I actually feel worse than I did Saturday morning.
I’ve had about enough of these rounds of illness. In the last few months, I’ve had strep, COVID, and a couple other undiagnosed adventures.
Another long-time good friend and former coworker passed away unexpectedly this week. I had messaged with him during the ice storm. They had gone to a hotel since they had no power. Life can be gone in a instant.
Holly Springs, Potts Camp, and Hickory Flat will be closing out tee ball, softball, and baseball registration soon. Practices will start and games won’t be far behind. Don’t miss out. Byhalia will not be having a Spring League for the first time since 1988.
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